not yer momma's berkeley

umlaut attack

I took the bus to Ikea tonight.

Not only that, but when I got on the bus to go home I had to ask three people if they had change for a fiver because I just moved here from London and have pounds in my pocket but can never remember the correct change for the bus. And to top it all off, I don't even like Ikea. I think it is a scary place that represents everything (well if not everything certainly some things) about consumer culture and sweatshop labour and
mass produced hipster design, but damn, I really needed a cheap duvet cos it's cold here at night!

I may as well have stopped by a Starbucks on my way home to complete the thirty-something lifestyle profile.

And buying a comforter at Ikea is about as confusing as ordering a beverage at that hell house of half n half.

posted by Kate Coyer @ 1:11 AM